Today we trade desert for the mountains

We are up at 6AM again.  It is even cooler at the low elevation of camp and we have a little trepidation as to whether it will be too cold some 3000 feet higher up in the Chisos Mountains.  We soldier on, sweatshirts and all.  The low hits 34F on the car thermometer.  Amazing, given afternoon highs we have been seeing and we briefly question whether we have brought enough clothes.  Two beautiful mule deer buck appear along the roadside sporting spectacular antlers.  We motor on a little disappointed by the heavy haze again this morning but hoping things will clear out.  The Chisos Mountain island in the desert is pretty amazing and we are determined to check it out.

The final leg of the drive is a steep switchback decent into a basin ringed by rugged mountains.  It is hard to believe we have just minutes ago been in desert.  The view is fantastic and we are pleasantly surprised to find the temperature in the mid 60s.  Very weird but perfect for a little hiking.  We check out The Window’s View Trail first.  A nice walk in a lovely place but haze dulls the signature view down into the valley.  We take the Basin Loop trail just to spend a little more time among the mountains and are rewarded with clearing skies and a great look at a mama

black bear and her two cubs.  This trail is just under two miles, pretty steep and rocky in places, and at 5000+ feet elevation.  Kudos to our lowlanders/flatlanders for making the journey.  It is a great morning.

Back down off the mountains we make our way across the desert for a quiet picnic lunch along the River.

 

It has been a great day and still to do?  Celebrate Brian’s 40th birthday.  Kent grills some amazing steaks, there is a kazoo serenade and an impressive bonfire of a cake.  Brian’s cake baking efforts are pretty successful. Chocolate cake with chocolate icing and even “ice cream” demonstrate that one can celebrate with nearly classic trappings even with no (well very few) carbs.   It was great to celebrate with him.

Peaceful and beautiful

A wooded, creekside trail in the early morning hours; my favorite kind of east coast hike. The morning fog has cleared but left a blanket of droplets in the fine hemlock boughs. The slightest disturbance from wind or canopy wildlife sends a fine shower cascading from high above our heads sparkling in brilliant shafts of sunlight that have penetrated into the quiet shade. The air is filled with the trill of thrushes and chip, chirp and chatter of forest birds rising from the understory along with the rat-a-tat of woodpecker drumming reverberating among the towering trees. A creek babbles and splashes as it tumbles across rock and forest debris. The sweet scent of wildflowers accents the damp cool smell of the lush forest floor and grey-brown stone outcroppings stand out in contrast to the green-brown growth. It is peaceful and beautiful!
We are at Michael Ciaiola Conservation Area near Patterson NY and a short drive from camp. We pick up a trail map but still manage to wander off trail. As it turns out, the preserve abuts another conservation area, Great Hollow Nature Preserve and both blaze orange, red and yellow trails. As a result, we actually spend most of our trail time today in the Great Hollow rather than Ciaiola. No worries. It was a great walk and I am looking forward to returning on another coolish morning to check out the trail we meant to explore today. Looks like it is significantly rockier and steeper. We shall see.

Willa has a new hiking carrier

We are hitting a trail again today but this time Willa is joining us. Today we get to try out her new carrier. It is very cool with lots of storage pockets and a sun shade. It is light too. That is certainly a plus. We decide it is best to try a trail we are a little familiar with so head back to Pawling Preserve for a quick test run. Willa is up for the adventure and starts out on her own two feet. Fantastic. I was a little afraid that she would just want to ride since that is so much easier but we end up with a pretty good mix of walking and riding plus a brief nap (Willa of course) the last 15 minutes or so. We cover a total of just under 3 miles. The carrier is absolutely great. It is comfortable and balances the load nicely on the hips. Willa seems to be comfortable too. Still, no way that the extra 30 pounds or so doesn’t cause noticeable extra work. So worth it though, to be able to have Willa enjoy being out with us. We even got to see a deer.

Squeezing in a couple days of hiking

Monday, we head out to West Mountain State Forest for a trek among the trees to a quiet pond. We have a little trail finding difficulty but all ends well with a 6.13-mile walk. No bear but we do see bear tracks in the mud. The pond is lovely and as it is a weekday the trail very lightly used. Nice walk.
Tuesday it is off to Cat Rocks and on to Nuclear Lake along another section of the Appalachian Trail. This time we start at Dover Oak, the largest blazed tree on the AT. It Is a bit more challenging than other sections we have been on. There is a net elevation change of just 750 feet but we hike it as an out and back that crosses many ridges and valleys making the cumulative change closer to 1500 feet. I don’t think there was a level section! We catch a glimpse of a red fox shortly after we leave the trailhead. Along the way an out-cropping, Cat Rocks, provides a nice view of the valley and the rugged, rocky, and treed shoreline reflects beautifully in the still waters of Nuclear Lake. Rain is closing in and we are pretty tired so we save a walk around the lake for another day. Round trip totaled 6.5 miles. We are tired but content

A black bear!

It is another great morning and time to get out on a trail. Today we head for The Pawling Reserve just a few miles from our previous hike. Parking at the trailhead is completely empty, hooray! Preserve trails are a bit muddy with lots of up and down as we cross ridges but it is a beautifully peaceful hike. We are on the watch for deer as the preserve claims a problem with severe overpopulation but nary a one. Instead, as we sit for a quick drink break a big black bear lumbers out of the trees down the slope in front of us. He is chill, just passing through. When he encounters the trail, he must determine it is easier going and stays on it. In only a few moments that will bring him within 6 feet of us. We watch quietly with bear spray in hand; but, when he reaches the turn in the trail closest to us, we speak, “hey bear”. He glances our way then veers off the trail about 15 feet for long enough to stay clear of those pesky humans then returns to the trail and ambles on. Such a well-behaved guy. Love it!
Straight line distance this fantastic bear sighting is just 1 ½ miles from where we hiked with Willa. It is probably good she was not here today but she has seen black bears when with us before and been curious not afraid. It has typically elicited “woof, woof”. That would probably have worked to divert this bear as well as “hey bear”.
We opt to return to the trailhead via a section of the Appalachian Trail. It is not muddy but that is because it is rocky with nearly continuous rugged climbs and descents. Low spots do sometimes include a bit of rock hopping across streams. There is thick undergrowth so we do a bit of talking to the bears to avoid any surprises. Only mini bears (squirrels and chipmunks) for the duration of the trip. It is a fun day and at just over three miles not too taxing.
Oh, yeah. Lunch is empanadas from the food truck. The beef and black bean and buffalo chicken are both fantastic.

Willa on the Appalachian Trail

Today is the day, we hit the trail with Willa. It is a perfect bright, sunny, cool morning so we pack up and head for the trailhead. At 2 miles spanning about 2 ½ hours this adventure is a hit with our newest hiker. There is a fair amount of Grandpa shoulder time and our pace is not impressive but there is exploring, relaxing in the sun, and even a picnic lunch. We collect seeds, climb on “really big” rocks, peak through the boardwalk to watch water flow by, toss leaves and sticks into the creek, and spot birds and a cool frog (with the help of another hiker who pointed it out to all of us). The photo gallery for today even includes documentation of fresh air potty time. We trek back to the car tired but happy. Just wonderful.

Trail – take two

We get a sunny Friday and head out to try a boardwalk section of the Appalachian Trail that runs along the Swamp River and its wetland. This is a trail that was just too busy back on Mother’s Day. The boardwalk winds through tall cat tails with red winged black birds, orioles and sparrows chattering everywhere. Once across the river we enter a woodland area just alive with birdsong. It is a mostly level walk the first mile then climbs to a meadow. It is relaxing and pretty good birding plus it looks like we have found a great trail to introduce Willa to hiking with us. We are pleasantly surprised to find a food truck in the trailhead lot when we emerge. A pastrami Rueben and philly steak provide considerably more calories than we burned today but they are delicious.

Hitting the trails again

We return to Fahnestock Park but this time along the Taconic Parkway side. Beach and pavilions are closed so there is little visitation in the area right now. It is overcast and rain forecast by early afternoon so we are looking for a little shorter walk today. We encounter a ranger and he recommends a loop hike that incorporates a section of the Appalachian Trail and “the best view in the whole park”. OK, lets do it. It is another great walk this time about 3 ½ miles and 550 feet elevation change. The view from the cliffs above Canopus Lake is great just as promised as are long views up the valley from the ridge. Rocky seeps and springs are lined with moss and bright yellow buttercups mark early signs of spring. The last section is a little too close to the Taconic and traffic noise a bit of a distraction but I definitely recommend this walk in the Spring.

Fahnestock State Park trails are open

New York stay at home orders allow for state park trails to be open for day use. It is cool but brilliantly sunny this morning so we decide to go exploring. We pick a trail along 9 near Hubbard Lodge in Clarence Fahnestock Park. When we reach the trailhead around 9:45 there are only a couple cars so it looks like we will have the walk mostly to ourselves. Nice. The walk starts creek side, climbs to the top of the ridge, runs the ridge, then descends to return along another babbling brook. It feels great to get out. Birds must think so too as we see lots of warblers and forest ground birds. There are great views from the ridgeline and the streams bounce down moss covered rock. There are even sections along the way where we completely escape traffic noise and find ourselves wrapped in silence. Awesome! This is classic east coast mountain terrain; rock strewn treed ridges and cuts. The canopy and forest floor are just washed with the green of spring and dotted with wild flowers. 5 ½ miles and 940 feet change in elevation, it is a perfect walk. We might just do it again.

Southeast Texas in September

Late summer at Lake Livingston.  The water is very warm so the fishing is not impressive.  Catfish are the only thing biting and then only the little ones that aren’t hook savy yet.  It is a little action and better than nothing but we have thrown them all back.  Watching the big waders has been fun, Great Blue Heron, Night Heron, and egrets all mill along the shore of the bay here in camp.  We have seen eagles and osprey soaring overhead and have heard screech and barred owls in the night.  Several does and their fawns call the park home and wander among the campgrounds during the evening and early morning.  Overall it is plenty warm here; make that miserable, sticky hot.  We have had a streak with “feels like” temperatures well into the 100s so enjoyable outdoor time is limited to early morning and evening.  Our air conditioning is getting a workout!

One good thing about all this moisture in the air, sunsets are lovely nearly every night. 

Wildlife at Big Thicket.  Up before sunrise we get in a hike at the Big Sandy Unit of Big Thicket National Preserve.  The trail winds through thickly forested bottomland along Big sandy Creek. We catch glimpses of deer as they move through open glades.  We come upon a huge group of feral hogs that includes lots of babies, many a cute spotted black and white, that alternately scurry and freeze as they sense us near them.  Before long we hear the mommy huffing and sending out staccato grunts to call them her way.  Off they run.  They are awfully cute but we know they cause tons of damage as they root up everything in these wild areas.  The numbers of deer and pigs pale in comparison to those of the most prevalent beasties here, spiders.  Oh my gosh they are everywhere and they are really big. Their webs are spectacular to look at but sticky, creepy and annoying when we get caught up in them.  Throw in a handful of little bitty snakes and it adds up to an interesting but not real relaxing walk.  We meet a local trail crew as we were finishing up.  Their advice, “If you are going to hike more in the area be on the lookout for rattlesnakes.  There are big ones around here.”   Hmm…